rhyme for the hell of it'

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I don't spit on the mic, I fucking vommit , acid sticks to it right from my stomach to my lips and than the mic dripped all-on-it. Lyrics thick so dumb tykes are ripped by commits hit from the night sky wisdom sonics written and typed by kraves ebonics stitched in my head like sick narcotics whipping you dead like slaves all-on-ships but instictly I use words made of lead like microscOPIC atoms split in my head yo shit is chronic with little red hairs prickling on-it When I spit I have bled a thick tight solid Men are rip that means dead alright thats-all-kid.

Na' we're on the verge of war with demon terrorists, and most of us' are only concerned with how we're gonna splurge out semen, get very rich,

emerge with street-friends, let very sick.. things occur and leave when its scary isht,

old men lust chicks that are barely fit to drive alone

I'm told when it must get this sick, it's rarely slick to thrive on poems,

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Grab my ball sack and scratch it, your cock hard is shorter than mine flacid, get some ass and tax it, you can't fuck wit it,you think i'm conceeded but I still wear the same fitted, yo but don't clock my style, lookin at me like what, you still a pedophile doin your godson in the butt, yo when i reign on the mike I fucking start a monsoon, yall niggas couldn't catch me even if i was Warren Moon, your rap style is wack you need to clean your shit up cause everytime i hear your ass spit i think you spit up, mcees are so scared of me they don't even like to mention cause i got em sweatin like a black guy at a KKK Convention, so next time you wanna battle I hope you grab your paddle, cause i'ma spank that ass first then ride you like a saddle BIATCH!!!!!